Well folks, I've started a little project. I'm taking pictures of the area around me, for some friends of mine. And I figure, why not show them to you all as well?

I'm no photographer, and this camera doesn't do justice to what my eyes see. But I can write. So I'm going to show you a piece of my world now. And I'm going to bring to life what lives in the air on a day like today. Keep in mind, this is a fall morning. Sometimes, you get entire days like this. This is a piece of the world I live in. And all I did was drive south down one single road for 5 minutes.

The start of my little trip, at 8o'clock


So, got those pictures fresh on your mind? Okay then. Just sit back, and listen.

You wake up in the morning, to cold. It's not a piercing cold, but one that surrounds you, clings to you. A dampness in the air as the fog is almost rain. You look out to the grey skies, and the fields and trees, and you just don't feel like anything. So, you huddle up, and make a fire. This is a heat you've probably never known before. It's not nourishing like the sunshine. It's not dry like electric heat. It's pure, simple fire. It burns, consumes, and generates a warmth so pure, a limited aura around the fireplace that all you want to do is just sit there, close to it, never wanting that feeling to end.

But, you get up, and you go back to bed. Pull the blankets over you, and let the heat fill up the space around you. And you go back to sleep. Because you can.

Or, you wake up, and in a quiet space, in the heat and shelter of a little home, you sit down at a table, stretch your legs out, turn on some music, and you draw. Or read. Do some paperwork for something. Stop by your favorite internet places. Play something on your good old game console. And outside, in the chill, and the fog, all day long, with bits of rain coming down on the metal roof that you can hear, and the sound of water on windows, you're safe. You're in this little place, and you can do whatever you want.

Or, if you're feeling adventurous, you get in your car or truck, and you drive. Listen to your music, the sound of rain on the roof of your vehicle, crank up the heat, and you just go, out into the fog.

And suddenly, you spot a patch of forest. And you get out of your truck, and you go out there into the quiet woods, to the sound of birds, and rain on the trees, while the fog surrounds you, clings to you, makes your clothes damp.

And then, when you're done, you go home. You go home to that little fire, and that little space, that's always there. Safe, and warm.

That's my life. This is what I can almost.... almost just reach. You can do all of what I said above, just because you can. This is my world. I know that maybe it sounds a little too easy. And yes, that's true. A lot of work is needed up here to survive. But there are days like this for me.

And so, we come to the end of our ride.

I leave you, with the best picture I took today.

It's beautiful.

Some days, it can be plain. And it can be grinding, all this flat land. The weather hates you some days, for weeks at a time. And the people here are simple, dumb enough to make you just want to slap them upside the head and get some common sense in there. And it's hard, to make a living and survive out here.

But it always has one thing that almost every other part of the world doesn't.

Peace.

The weather looks very dreary...

Not like it's sunny down here though.

The weather looks very dreary...

Not like it's sunny down here though.

Aha!

You want a little contrast in this thread? Look what I found on the old camera. This was taken this summer, either by me or somebody else.

fog is nice

Ew! It reminds me of Pennsylvania!

But does Pennsylvania get covered in 20 tons worth of white bullshit for 8 months of the year? Imma be taking more pictures. You'll see some interesting places.

I like where you live.

I like where you live.

I'm just waitin' on a sunny day here or some spare time so that I can travel a bit farther. There's a lot of special spots around here. If I could wake up early enough to get some lakeside shots or get clouds in the evening I'd go for it.

The best shots are the one's I can't take sadly. I can't show you all what night is like up here. Dunes of snow on a full moon are something else.